The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1887-06-23

ace-trimmed white null drees.
''How lovely how exquisitei The lace Il
realr' came from them in excited tones.
"Gase upon this picture, then upon that"
said Jean, laughingly. Hyperion to q
satyr," pointing nom her home-spun form
TO the lace-trimmed robe. "Now, isn't
mamma sweet and kindr' she added CRATE
fully. ~ know how INCREASINGLY she must have
worked 10 finish this dress for me. She re.
membered my harp solo at the concert next
week."
"rll draw . colored crayon Of Jean," said
5allie, animatedly, standing at the harp
with her yellow hair floating on her shoul-
ders and these angel sleeves with their ffost-
work lace falling back from her soft, white
arms. Won't her mother appreciate that"
''Indeed she will, you dear, talented, gen.
erous GIRL" said Jean, stopping for brief
hug and q kiss.
'Another small bundlel All yes; sash
and ribbons Of celestial blue OF course,
mamma would think of them. She has such
an idea of the fitness of things"
"And now, girls" joyously, as she noted
small tin boxes of different sizes packed
upon the bottom of the box, 'this IL the
part that two can divide, and that two can
doubly enjoy"
The girls crowded little nearer, but just
then the clang of q great, sharp bell broke
in upon their pleasure, and they arose with
great calculations of regret.
Evening exercised Knocked Bessie, don.
ming her hat; 20 slow, tedious walk to the
graveyard, the Jail, or some equally inter
esting spot"
"Yes," sang Allie, the songstress of the
group
II see the long procession, pass daily to and
fro,
The young hearts hot and restless, their walk
subdued and Slow
Bacon and green's" as the college boys
POLITICALLY call u.s." said Jean, ''now that
Professor Bacon heads the column, and We
wear the uniform of green"
"Barbarous !" laughed Sallie, as the four
swept down the hall.
The sorrows of "dear, doleful, deserted
Dido" the alliterative title applied to the
noble Queen Of Carthage by Bessie Devine,
bore but. little in terest to Jean and herself
that nightin study hour, though ordinarily
an opportunity to study Virgil together was
esteemed by the girls as great delight.
But the long hands on the clock, so closely
watched, reached at last the hour of nine,
and the four companions joyously left the
schoolroom. The small lard lamps at each
feebly as they passed to their room.
"How glad am," whispered Sallie, "that
we don't have to depend on those sickly OBJ
jects for lighti Most of the girls sit in almost
total darkness if they stay upstairs, for Of
course through transom one scarcely re-
ceives any light at all.'
Allie and Sallie were the happy possessors
Of what they termed "a luminous snake" I"
This was q candle made Of beeswax. A long
wick had been dipped in melted beeswax,
and when this had hardened, the coil had
been wr und row after row around large
black bottle, with one end of the wick stand.
ing up straight at the bottles neck.
This candle was soon lit and the box again
brought out.
"Ohl girls" exclaimed Jeanne wildly
"What do you think this small tin box con-
tainsr' putting her hands behind her back
"Oh tell MS quickly. Spare us crue
suspense"
Something you have neither seen mol
tasted for years.
| "Raisinsr
'No."
| "Almonds ?"
"No."
"Frencn candyT
"No."
"White sugar in squaresr'
"No."
"Oh tell us? Well guess no more"
"Well, it is nothing more nor less than
sardinesp'
'Sardines' said Allie, in an awe whisper
VI smelt some two years ago that lady sem